My heart bleeds <br />Yet I cant shed a tear <br />No matter what I'm going through <br />I feel the tears that are falling from my heart <br />My heart aches from the pain <br />The pain that I go through everyday <br />The pain an eighteen year old shouldnt have to feel <br />So much to say, but how do I say it <br />The stress has me pullin my hair out <br />I try and explain my pain <br />Yet know one is around to listen <br />So I scream and yell at myself <br />WHY? ? <br />Is my question to everything <br />Never do I have an answer <br />Why cant people just sit down and pay attention? <br />Now that I dont have anyone <br />I put my mask on <br />The mask that blocks off all emotion <br />So I cant feel the pain anymore <br />The pain that happens everyday <br />Now that the day ends <br />I sit in my chair and realize <br />I'm holding fist full of hair.. <br /><br />Ashley Olson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stress/
